I know you should NEVER wish your life away – but my goodness why does the month of January seem to go on, and on and on?
Well it’s finally over and gone and to be seen only in the rear view mirror – so now we can look forward.
One man now looking forward to the future is Alan Hattel from Tayside.
Becoming concerned that no one had called him for 3 or 4 months, he now thinks he may have stumbled on the reason – he found his own headstone at a local graveyard in Tayside and blames his ex-wife, from whom he’s been separated for 26 years, for putting it there.
He thinks his ex-wife must bought the land so that they could be buried together as both their names appear on the headstone!
Adding to this, the very much alive 75-year old ex welder, said, “I don’t even want to be buried, I plan to be cremated.”
He said he realised something was not right as his social life has been deathly quiet for the past 3 or 4 months. Curiously though, it doesn’t seem to have occurred to him to pick up the phone to any of his friends and suggest meeting up!
A family member at Mrs Hattel’s said the issue would be resolved privately and Angus Council declined to discuss the matter, or disclose any information as to who had purchased the plot.
We also reported today on the owl discovered in a ditch in Suffolk, and originally thought to be injured and unable to fly.
However it subsequently emerged that rather than being injured, the bird was”simply extremely obese”.
Tipping the scales at 245g, she was a third heavier than she should have been. Fatty deposits around the owl’s body were preventing her from getting off the ground.
So carers decided to monitor her for a few weeks to try to establish why she’d had piled on the pounds.
It was eventually found that the place where the overindulgent owl was found, was “crawling with field mice and voles” thanks to the mild December weather.
After embarking on a “strict diet”, the owl was deemed healthy enough to head into the wild once again.
Well there’s a cautionary tale not to over eat!
See you again tomorrow,
Scott
